Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1075, a piece of white paper

When Su Mubai led a group of people back to Wolong Mountain Villa, they knew that things were much more serious than they thought.

These Taoist people who had escaped from the hands of the bronze masks did not think that the greatness of the Taoist circles and the leaders of the Yaozu disappeared overnight.

The headquarters of the Authority has also taken over this matter in a hurry.

In the camp of the Song family outside the Imperial Tomb, the purple star of the greedy wolf said to Su Mubai that he would see it later... Su Mubai did not expect that this later meeting would be so fast.

In the afternoon, the line headed by Zixing, after plunging into the empty space at the Pengpeng Mountain Villa, received communications from the Authority and rushed to Wolong Mountain Villa.

In the conference room, a man who looks very young and has a maximum appearance of twenty-five or six years old is self-introducing himself to the two sides of the demon who are headed by Su Mubai and Zixing.

"I am Yan Xiaoxi, the head of the Special Affairs Division of the Authority. This time I am responsible for the full handling of the ‘Taishan case. I hope that you can cooperate with my work.”

The demon in the conference room frowned at the young man who spoke—because, in their opinion, Yan Xiaoxi was really young... but this young man is already in the high position, and this **** Light is restrained, and a special power fluctuation is hidden in the body.

The Authority is a very special department. It is not a place where the big country members arrange for the younger generation to go to the qualifications. In the Authority, if they do not have certain capabilities, they may not be able to manage a group of people from all walks of life. And the guys who sent the demon to serve.

"Everyone looks at the screen."

Yan Xiaoxi turned on the projector, and a group of photos flashed slowly on the screen.

Yan Xiaoxi looked at the people seriously and said: "This is taken in the valley. We call it Yulongzhu... If you have doubts about Yulongzhu, please look at the documents on hand, I will not say more. It is."

The sound of flipping the file rustled.

Yan Xiaoxi’s voice overwhelmed the following abnormal noise. “According to the information provided by you, as well as the information we have on hand, the comprehensive conclusions are drawn on the seventeenth page of the document... This time the 'Taishan case’ is suspected It is the 71st generation of Tianxin that has disappeared, and his purpose is probably to reproduce the tragedy of the Penglai Conference 40 years ago. I believe many of you here have experienced it. In the event of a tragedy, so in order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, we must stop the conspiracy of Tianxin’s seventy-first generation..."

The conference room was very quiet, and Yan Xiaoxi began to give a detailed report on the Taishan incident.

Time is a little past.

"...Based on the above, there are two main things we need to do now." Yan Xiaoxi put the laser pointer on the handle and looked around everyone. "First, and first, you must find out." Tianxin seventy-one generation. Second, find out the elite of the Taoist two associations who were mysteriously missing at the scene of the first Jade Dragon Column."

At this time, Yan Xiaoxi paused. "Here, the Authority can sign you and join the temporary handling team. Before the meeting, I had a simple contact with Su Mubo and the Purple Star Master, and reached a consensus. There will be a temporary leader of the Sumubo and the Purple Star Masters..."

"Is there not a lot of people in the bureau, why should we call us? You usually monitor us as grandchildren...how, now, if you can't do it, you want to find us to contribute?"

At the back of the conference room, an uncoordinated voice suddenly interrupted Yan Xiaoxi's speech--a look at the scene and found a horse-faced man sitting in the monster seat.

Yan Xiaoxi’s gaze also fell on the monster of the horse’s face. He said: “Now that during the New Year, several national leaders are on a state visit. We need to draw enough people to ensure that several people want to In addition, the Authority also has four captains and more than 100 players who also disappeared during this incident. Our current staff is really not enough, so we need to gather everyone."

Yan Xiaoxi looked around again. "But! I must emphasize that this call does not exist for soliciting opinions, but based on the contents of the 'Agreement'. When the country has a major disaster, the two sides need to lay down. All contradictions, obey the dispatch, if there are reactionaries in the process of dispatch, the relevant punishments of the 'Agreement' can be implemented depending on the seriousness of the situation..."

"Ha ha ha!!" This man with a horse face could not help but laugh, once again interrupted Yan Xiaoxi's speech: "It's ridiculous! 'The agreement' has passed for so many years, actually it is really a fool to take it as one thing. Yan Xiaoxi is right? My Junbo asked the day to put the words here, I want to listen to your yellow hair children's dispatch, no way! This day, the seventy-one generation of the heart wants to do something I don't care, but he dared to calculate I, this account, I will personally count with him. This breaks a meeting and does not participate! If you love to stay here to listen to nonsense, then stay!"

Said, Junbo asked Tianyi a sleeve and walked directly outside the conference room.

At this time, Yan Xiaoxi looked at Junbo and asked him to leave. He walked out of the conference room and saw a circle. He said: "Who is not willing to stay besides him?" ”

"The poor road is still unfettered... forgiveness." A Taoist got up and left at this time.

Then, two other figures stood up, shook their heads and walked outside the conference room. After that, some people and demon people got up and left in twos and threes.

Not long after, in the conference room, almost a third of the number was gone.

Yan Xiaoxi waited for a moment and saw no one left, only to say: "Now let's talk about the specific matters of personnel distribution."

Said, Yan Xiaoxi sat down, like a person who is okay, as if the demon who left the field does not exist.

After Yan Xiaoxi sat down, a man behind him came forward. "Come, let me explain to you the things that will happen next..."

......

Somewhere in the quiet courtyard of Wolong Mountain Villa.

Mr. Qing Xiazi, who is blind, is quietly watching the meeting through the screen with the Tang suitan man who came from afar.

A group of demon and two who had disappeared early, escaped from the hands of Tianxin’s seventy-one generation, and returned safely. For Mr. Blind, it is a good news—after all, he and Tianxin’s seventy-one generations, even though he was later Expelled from the division, but the feelings for the clothes are not deep.

Mr. Blind has cast a big mistake once in the past... That time ended with the life of his master's 70th generation. This matter has been buried in the heart of the blind for 40 years. Nowadays, the plot of Tianxin’s seventy-one generation has brought the two kingdoms of Shenzhou to the dilemma again, and once again, the cloth road has become a cusp of the wind. How can he feel at ease?

“Yan Xiaoxi?” Mr. Bligh slightly tilted his head at this time, and more seriously pressed the sound of the screen. “Who is he?”

"Apprentice." The man in Tang suit smiled slightly. "Hey, he threw it out after raising it for a few years."

Mr. Blind nodded and didn't ask more... just, he frowned at the moment. "Is this what your seniors mean?"

"Old voice, I don't quite understand what you are saying." Tang suit man said indifferently.

"Why don't you directly explain that the purpose of Tianxin's seventy-one generation is to revitalize the aura?" Mr. Blair faced the other side, "but deliberately used the tragedy of forty years ago to make an entry point?"

The man in the Tang suit said: "The old nephew, I did not ask the authority of the means to deal with things. However, there are many factors that are unstable in the two circles. If the aura can recover, I don't know if there is a more radical guy. You should be clear in your heart? Xiaoxi deliberately talked about things 40 years ago, maybe it will make you uncomfortable, but I don't think there is anything wrong with it... I can't let go, you will only be there in this life. It is."

Mr. Bligh sighed softly and looked out at the phoenix tree outside the window, no longer talking.

At this time, a maid of Wolong Mountain Villa sent some hot water and brought an unsigned letter saying that it was placed outside the other hospital, and the servant found it when he sent water. I did not see who sent this letter.

This is the envelope that was given to Mr. Blind.

After the servant was retired, Mr. Bligh and the Tang suit man looked at the envelope on the coffee table at the same time. After a while, the Tang suit man said: "Xunzi, this time the situation is a bit subtle... Let's follow the rules."

Mr. Blind nodded.

The Tang suit man opened the envelope directly at this time. After opening it, he took out the contents of the envelope. After looking at it, the brow wrinkled.

Mr. Bluff frowned at this moment. He could hear that the breath of the man in Tang suit suddenly sank. "What is this letter saying?"

"Nothing is said." The Tang suit man slowly said at this time: "There is nothing written on this letter, just a blank sheet of paper."

"White paper?" Mr. Blair stunned, then took the white paper from the hands of the Tang suit man, took it in his hand, and carefully rubbed it.

"Do you see what the door is?" The man in Tang suit could not help asking.

Mr. Blind was indulging, and after a while he shook his head. "I don't understand for the time being."

At this time, the man in Tang suit took this white paper back from Mr. Blind and put it in the envelope. Then he stood up and said: "This stuff can actually escape you and my perception is outside the door. It is a bit interesting. I send it. Let people check it out, by the way, look at how the outside patrol guys do things... Maybe it’s still in the villa.

Mr. Blown frowned: "Do you suspect that there is a ghost inside the villa?"

Tangzhuang man said: "I don't doubt anything, I just feel weird... Tianxin seventy-one generations have never beaten you. In terms of his qualifications, even if you stop for decades, he still can't beat you. I said, your brother is really a mediocre qualification. In this life, he will ask the outside world, but this time he plans this thing. God has not arrested so many people, and it is not like a person alone. What can be done. Plus, before I arrived, wasn’t someone also attacking you?”

Mr. Blind is silent.

The Tang suit man said at this time: "You stay here, try not to show up. The attitude of the Authority to you is totally different from the attitude of the outside group."

"I know." Mr. Blind nodded helplessly.

Shortly after the Tang suit man left, Mr. Bligh sighed slowly... He abandoned the unnecessary thoughts and thought about the letterless letter.

"A blank, a piece of white paper..." Mr. Bluff frowned. "Nothing, no end... Change... Plasticity? Who will it be?"

At this time, a ring of bells sounded in the quiet room, and Mr. Blind snorted... This phone was purchased after he returned to China for convenience, and he knew a few.

"Hey! Scorpion? I am Song Da!"

......

......

Earlier.

"Master, big and small are back!"

In the Song family's house, Wushu rushed to the side of Song Tianyou.

There were some accidents in the exploration of the Imperial Tombs. The Li family later voluntarily withdrew. What happened in the back. The old Laos who were in the ancestral homes were not clear. Although they were not worried, they were also restless. appearance.

"Grandpa, I will help you!"

Seeing Song Tianyou standing up with a cane, Song Ying quickly went forward to help, and several people walked quickly to the front yard of the ancestral home. At this time, Song Ruran took the person and walked in.

Song Dashao’s face has a habitual smile—see Song Ruran’s appearance. Song Tianyou, who knows the son of Mo Ruo’s father, knows that this line of Song is not only okay, I am afraid that there are still some good things.

"Come back." Song Tianyou came to Song Ruran's front and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Because of this shot, the clothes raised a lot of dust.

"It's okay... is this?"

At this time, Song Tianyou apparently noticed Song Songran, who was only in the Song Dynasty and Song II. Not only that, but there is also a woman in a costume who is carried by a bodyguard on a stretcher.

"Go in and say." Song Xiaoran smiled. "This is probably the most thrilling adventure story I have ever had."

Song Sakura couldn't help but glance at it at this time, and said: "I know the show... I don't have a fight, I will kill you!"

Despite this, Song Ying’s tight look still relaxed a lot, and Song Xiaoran smiled and pinched the nose of Song Ying, causing Song Ying to blow up on the spot.

"Don't make trouble, go ahead, it's cold." Song Tianyou shook his head and drank the two of them. Then he walked into the ancestral home under the support of Wushu.

Song Ying suddenly looked out of the door and seemed to be looking for something.

Song Ruran curiously asked: "What are you looking at?"

Song Ying subconsciously said: "Luo Qiu? Why didn't he come back?"

"Luo Qiu?" Song Yiran stunned and looked at the door in confusion. For a while, he said: "He didn't go back to his stepmother after he got off the plane? It is only after a while to contact us, you forgot? ”

"Is not right..." Song Ying frowned. "Is that the case... It seems that there is such a thing. When is the matter..."

Some can't think of it, it seems to have been there, it seems that there is no, but Song Yiran said, there is such awkward impression in the brain.

"Stupid you?" Song Dashao couldn't help but smile and said: "Oh, this Chinese country has a good saying, what is it... I think of it, Xiangsi is sick."

"Song Ruran - Go to hell!!"

As a result, the Emperor Mausoleum and his party were shocked and unscrupulous, and there was no injury to the Song family. At this time, they ate a slam of Miss Song Ying, and they painfully called for help.

(End of this chapter)